At Los Angeles International Airport, on the concourse, there was this
raggly man with a sign and a doomsday speech and a cauldron where
passers-by dropped money. Every day, he did this. Afterward, he went
to the parking garage and drove home in his Corvette. Well - LAX is
the gateway to Hollywood ...

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Doomsday Sayer
by Ted L Glines

I believe
in the doomsday sayer
warning scorning
propaganda player
frightnight sermons
play a scary riff
to send us screaming
right off a cliff
doomsday gloomsday
we live in fear
and what will be doomsday
this time next year
like pied-piped lemmings
before it's too damned late
we purchase salvation
from his collection plate
and when he goes home
from his doomsday feats
we know that he lives
on dem golden streets